My English Professor
Working through some preliminary sketches and ideas for my scenic design of Angels In America that a friend of mine and I are doing together for class.
Realizing that I’m an adult was fine.
Coming to terms with college loans sucked but I managed.
Not knowing shit about taxes or any sort of business lingo isn’t good but I’ll figure it out.
But I think the fact that in 3 years I’ll be graduating college and have to be a “big girl” is scaring the shit out of me. Do I want to design, do I want to be an ME, do I want to program? Concert lighting or theatre? Am I ever going to know enough about moving lights to program the Road Hog without looking like a dumbass?
I know that I’m smart otherwise I wouldn’t be where I am, I’ve just always had this subconscious fear that I don’t know enough and will just embarrass myself. I know Garth wouldn’t have pushed me if I was stupid and I know Forrest wouldn’t have said what he did, but I still fear that I don’t know enough.
I’m hoping that when I take Intro to Lighting with Skip this semester I’ll feel a bit better about myself…
Being able to turn your kitchen into an internet cafe with free coffee (courtesy of Keurig) and an excellent taste in dubstep.
I’m lost beyond belief right now.
The life of a college student:
Let’s just hope my bad luck doesn’t get me really lost while exploring the city.
Sitting in bed at my mom’s house with Ziggy snuggled up beside me gave me the sudden feeling that I don’t want to leave.
I’ve become absolutely terrified of moving and I’m not sure if it’s due to the fact that I don’t like big changes like this or just because I honestly don’t want to move.
My mind is going a million miles a second; there is just too much to take in right now. A small cramped room in a 20 story building smack in the center of Downtown Pittsburgh isn’t going to be easy to call “home”.